The boxed up room
Within my soul...

The dark is all around me
I cannot see anything...

The Devil is inside of me
He is my keeper...

Can you smell the blood?
As the disease spreads...

It slowly creeps up on you
Like a shadow...

The fire crackled and roared
The People danced bare footed...

I remember a time
When we were used and abused...

Day is fading it softly bows
The ghostly whispers rise somehow...

You have the heart of gold
For your love spreads...

Itchy eye eat a pie
Itchy nose take a doze...

She walks alone
A shadow in the street...

The pain upon my heart was carved
A wound I never sought or starved...